The bones in his arms snapped in two, causing Theos to recoil. Incredibly, he was only held steady by the momentum of his wings and feet.
"What did you just say?", face darkened and solemn, Theos asked his words as cold as ice itself.
"Hahahahahahah... HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA", but what he received in reply was a grotesque laugh, the flesh in the subject's head laughing maniacally out of control.
"You..." Veins bulged from Theos' forehead, his grip on the Death Fragment increased further, and his teeth clenched in anger.
Neither Ark, let alone Theos, angered him more than anything else. He was called weak, proving incredibly frustrating.
Completely ignoring the pain of his injuries, Theos stubbornly pressed on.
"It's useless," for the first time the subject spoke directly from his mouth, his voice causing Theos to flinch slightly.
